Haiku #3

Yesterday was a particularly unfortunate start to an otherwise respectable mid-western summer day. That let to this...

gloomy morning haze
unexpected break in clouds
day comes back to life

Haiku #2

Second, and last, haiku from the archives. Came to me late one evening at the office...

spring winter summer
fall, carpet halls unnoticed
vacuum cleaners scream

Hello... Haiku?

So I am the hubby. And I have been told to keep my geeky self to myself, and my own blog and instead be - well - less geeky and more creative here. So I promptly dug through my files to pick up the last time I was ever creative, back in 2003, and bring you my Haiku from the archives.

silent whispers
falling winter snow on me
wet cotton candy

Thank you!